The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1887-03-13

lltererary clubs galore and is only second to Bos
ton in the matter of eye glasses, but STILL there
is reason to believe that culture will not be it's
death for some time to come. The
widespread, wild and absorbing interest
in baseball is one safeguard against
such fate. It is q sef-evident proposition
his affections are set upon the national game.
The male population of Indianapolis, with few
unimportant exceptions, having its attention
fixed upon the movements of the artists COM
posing the clubs, danger of abnormal mental de-
velopment is averted for the season. The thea
ters are still with US, also, and with these and
spring clothes to look after, the intellectual ele
ment of the community is likely to have its at
tention distracted from an unhealthful ABSORB
ton in purely literary pursuits
If there is slow growth of secret societies in
this town, that fact may be readily accounted
for. No rightminded person wants to die and
be buried to slow music of the kind now accept
ed as the proper thing by the organizations
Under the present arrangement. which is the
same that has been in vogue for many years, no
man who is accompanied to the grave-or to the
city lmits-by a brass band can hope to have
the procession move to any other tune than the
march which has done duty for so many thou
sands. Perhaps it is the march itself; perhaps it
is the way 1t is played but, at all events, it is
more than funereal-it Is horribly sepulchrai.
jig tune or waltz would hardly be appropri-
ate on such occasions. perhaps. but is there any
reason why the feelings of the mourners should
be narrowed up by strains which suggest the
wailing of a lost soul9 Many citizens have re-
solved to join society without STIMULATING in
advance to be buried to a new tune
Speaking of suicides-there have been several
lately. and good many people are talking about
| them-a story is told conidentially by worthy
citizen, who contemplated shutting off this
mortal coil. He thought of it and thinks he was
| in earnest, but this I doubt. because killing
oneself is said to be painful operation and the
worthy citizen is man who is extremely care
| full of his own comfort However, business had
| gone wrong, another man had secured the church
| pew he set his heart upon. rents had been
raised, he wasn't very we'll, any way. and life
didn't seem worth living His wife would get
his insurance money she knew as much about
| his business as he did himself, and could get
along without him. That night he took home a
box of Rough Rats" and after his wife had
| retired took it out and read the directions
| Then he got out his razor and strapped it and
| loaded his revolver. He didn't know which
method he would use, or whether he would try
| all three and make sure thing of it. He would
decide after the razor was properly sharpened.
Then he strapped away. and while he was trying
to cut hair, sleepy voice came from the next
room: George, Uncle John brought us a gallon
of new maple syrup to-day. and we will have
fritters and syrup for breakfast. Though
| you'd like-to know The razor and the pis
toll were laid away promptly; life took on more
roseate aspect, and the next morning. afte,
breakfast, the Rough on Rats was carefully dis
tributed along the trail of troublesome vermin.
| George still continues cheerful.